It's hard to decide what to do when you only have 1 day in Louisiana. Visiting the French Quarter would have been first on my list. But I did that a year and a half ago. That was when Beth was still posing me in cute scenes like this...with the St. Louis Cathedral.

At least there weren't too many people around!

It was dusk after a drizzly day, or it would have been more crowded in the French Quarter. At least Beth is pretty quick when she poses me. I didn't sit long on this curved piece of railing.

What else do you do in Louisiana?

Eat of course! But there was no time on this road trip for crawfish boils! This was actually a year ago in Lafayette. Those spices sting right through my fur anyway.

So what did I chose for adventure?

I thought about a visit to one of the old cemeteries, but lots of people do that. Instead I took a peek at the old 6 Flags which hasn't reopened since Hurricane Katrina. It was about 10 times creepier wandering around those old carnival rides than gravestones.

I headed straight for the ferris wheel!

It didn't look too good close up...but I found a place to sit!

The ferris wheel wasn't moving, but it was still fun!

I didn't exactly see Beth climbing into one of these things. I'd say I was pretty brave to climb on board, not far from the spray painted word, "Destiny".This adventure rates pretty high on my list!

Off US 59 near Richmond, Beth noticed a dirt road called Cemetery Drive. I knew she had her camera and feared she was going to start posing me on gravestones!

Gusts of wind kept knocking me off!

That gave me a little excitement, but Beth got more than I did. She reached through the barbed wire, trying to find me in the weeds and wild flowers...she scratched her hand while a hidden colony of fire ants discovered her right foot.

A safer spot

That falling thing, followed by fire ants, actually happened a couple times and then Beth put me on a safer spot.

Nice view of the cemetery

It was a nice view from the wooden post. I could peer over at some horses and some gravestones. But when I saw this photo, I told Beth she needs a better camera. Those flowers look like blurry fire flies. "Hey Bear," She assured me. "You are the only thing I need to focus on." I thought that was a clever excuse for not knowing how to use her camera.

Wondering about these people

It was a little sad staring over at these reminders of people I never knew. Rest in Peace, "Stinky" and "Buzz" and "Birdman". These people had a lot of nicknames!

I really went on a road trip with Beth and her friend to take photos. They drove to Fayetteville, TX and carried a stack of quilts into some stranger's backyard. I don't know why they wanted to take pictures of quilts on a clothesline, but I'm always game for adventure and I kept an eye out from the top of a clothespin.

Nice View!

You'd be surprised what a nice view it was from the top of the quilt. I could see two horses in a field and the wind was blowing the grass and the sun was popping in and out from behind moving clouds.

The Mystery House

I could also keep an eye on the house while Beth and her friend clicked their cameras. They seemed mighty positive no one was home, but I'm pretty sure they could get in trouble for trespassing.

While keeping an eye out, I noticed a nice hole in a tree! I was getting curious about the hole, when I overheard Beth and her friend whispering about a man who was watching them from the porch of another house. They were nicknaming him Boo Radley.

Boo Radley's Tree

Beth and her friend were acting like mothers talking in code while their kids play. But I've read "To Kill a Mockingbird" and I know about that creepy Boo character. But I always thought it was very cool the way he tucked tiny toys in the hole of his tree. Beth pretended she was Boo for a moment and let me sit in the hole and imagine Gem and Scout discovering me. But Beth is too selfish to leave me behind.

Just a little excitement...

I guess I should be flattered that Beth wanted to keep me and she didn't leave me behind in this odd, Boo Radley neighborhood. I kind of knew she cared even before the she put me in the hole. I saw her reach her hand inside to see how deep it was. Evidently, pretty deep because she propped something behind me, just in case. That's lucky because the wind did gust and I tumbled forward into the grass. That was actually very exciting. I do like to have a little adventure now and then.

Beth likes to remind me that picking bluebonnets is against the law in Texas. Who does she think I am? That's like someone telling Beth not to pick an Elm tree. I couldn't pick a bluebonnet if I tried.

I can climb a bluebonnet, though. Not many can claim that.

Posing with Bluebonnets

Why do Texans like to pose their babies and dogs in the bluebonnets? When you drive down Hwy 71 towards Austin in the spring, you can see cars pulled over and cameras clicking away.

Five years ago, (long before I was doing photo shoots) Beth and her sister posed "Miss Copeless" in the bluebonnets. They thought this pitiful doll (owned by their good humored mother) needed a little cheering up, but as you can see the bluebonnets didn't help.

If only Miss Copeless were a bit smaller, she could have wrapped her arms around a bluebonnet and swayed in the breeze like me... maybe that would have cheered her.

A New Approach

But the best way to enjoy, is by climbing a nearby cactus and gazing down at a few of the new bloomers! I am after all a bear who loves adventure and challenge. I enjoyed those few moments tucked in between pointy thorns, admiring the cute little flowers.

Little Bear

My mom gave me this tiny bear over 20 years ago...because I like small things.

A few years ago, I usedhim in an assignment for a photo club and I got hooked. This little guy is a great excuse to play. He fits in my camera bag, so he's always at the ready for a photo shoot. He's been to a lot of places and he's had a few close calls. I'll try to share a few of his experiences!

UPDATE! I used to write this blog, but Little Bear has taken over the blog as of February 15, 2012! He says he no longer needs my help. Oh well.

ANOTHER UPDATE!Little Bear was lost in NY for a while, so I had to write his blog. Then he was found by a kind family who gave him a few adventures then sent him home to TX. After a short recovery, L.B. was able to take over his blog, once again!